..:The Fallen Fairy Speaks:..
The Wind was perfect for stretching his tiny wings as Myth was glad to finally be out and about although the weather was Icy. The confines of the tavern to him at first had seemed glorious, but getting outside he finally realised the life of the mainland as opposed to the tiny island he came acroos in search of a place to sleep that wonderful day.
It hadn't been long since he had joined them and already he had been sent to Barton and be deemed worthy should he be able to sense the Crystal's presence... Querying all of his thought about the recent few weeks as he flew over the half-frozen over Bass'ken Lake and losing altitude finally landing at the entrance to Barton Town.
He walked slowly towards the Gates and noticed something he hadn't felt before, it was... very faint... and, it was calling out, not in sound... but in spirit... Myth turned his gaze upward and could see nothing, instead and with a burst of speed he walked through the gates feeling the call become stronger and stronger... He slowed down to a walk to the towns centre as the hustle and bustle of people doing there shopping or just out for a good day with friends.
Walking slowly up to the fountain in the centre, of course Frozen over due to the cold weather, Myth had never felt the cold, and although others in the town were wearing scarves and hats, Myth found he could get by with just one layer of clothing.
Feeling a sharp jolt, Myth turned away from the fountain and directed himself moving towards this peculiar presence he felt so strongly.
Finally exiting the town he continued to walk now a litle bit faster as there were not many people to dodge and stopped in front of a giant forest, looming before him... Without a second thought as to whether or not he dared enter he felt the new sensation pulsate within him and ran towards it. He could stand it no longer and wanted himself to be joined with this amazing new presence...
[Exit to Outside of Temple]
